Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

He's just a little bit tired today.

I just missed them a little bit today.

Only today.

Then the brave man smiled, raised his glass to the nine people, and said silently:

Wait for me to come back.

Click,

The tableware returned to its original place.

All the people sitting at their seats disappeared, leaving only a mess on the white tablecloth.

The brave man swallowed the sweet-smelly wine with a muffled laugh, lowered his brows, and gulped down "Smoke Dream", pretending not to see the horrible scenes.

In the dark space, he was the only one left.

"Don't walk so fast..."

snap,

"Xianhe?!"

The sound of the chair rubbing against the wooden floor was harsh and sharp.

The man who had just drank a glass of wine raised his eyes and looked lazily towards the source of the sound.

Zhu Fu Jingguang on the scanner display looked extremely nervous.

Kenji Hagiwara on the side quickly handed over the tissue.

Zhu Fu Jingguang pulled out several pieces of paper in a row and anxiously stuffed them into the corners of Yun Xianhe's mouth.

There was a smell that was spreading into my respiratory tract, overpowering the smell of alcohol.

"what happened?!"

"Did you bite your tongue?!"

"Ambulance, should we call an ambulance?!"

"Or call the family doctor?!"

The table became chaotic.

The sound of anxiety always overshadows the joy, even if it is imaginary excitement.

Yun Xianhe realized it belatedly and blinked his eyes, then tilted his head back slightly to avoid Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand.

"Don't move. Has the bleeding stopped?"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe opened his mouth, and a little bit of the wine that he had not swallowed flowed out along with the spilled blood and landed on his white shirt.

"I didn't, ahem!"

Blood foam sprayed on the table, causing everyone to gasp in shock.

The brave man who put down the wine glass once again avoided Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand, raised his hand expressionlessly, and wiped the corner of his mouth fiercely with the back of his hand.

'Wound location.'

[The inner wall of the throat, you ate too fast just now and it got scratched, plus you drank too much...]

113 didn't finish his words.

But Yun Xianhe always felt that the other party wanted to remind him.

If he drinks any more, this fragile body might suffer a stomach perforation.

Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang who seemed like he was going to carry him to the hospital in the next second, Yun Xianhe reached out and grabbed the other's sleeve.

The young man looked up at the other party and said slowly in a hoarse voice:

"It seems like a fish bone scratched my throat just now."

"……what?"

Zhu Fujingguang's expression was one of disbelief for a moment.

Yun Xianhe did not force the other party to believe it. He just took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight mode, and opened his mouth for the other party to check.

Zhu Fujing was stunned for a moment when he saw the wound under the light.

After a while, he suddenly asked back:

"Xianhe, are you drinking again?"

"Have you discovered all this?"

The hero asked back after turning off the flashlight mode.

Hagiwara Kenji, who was not far away, took a look at the glass of sparkling water in front of Yun Xianhe, which was obviously a different color from the others, and said with a smile:

"Mixed with sparkling water? No wonder Guang didn't notice."

"Okay, you kid actually drank alone without me!"

Jinpei Matsuda on the side immediately started yelling.

Yun Xianhe smiled when he heard that, then he took out a bottle of "Smoke Dream" from under the table and placed it on the table.

He raised his chin towards Matsuda Jinpei and smiled slyly:

"Try it? I'm sure you'll like it."

“Just try it!”

Zhu Fu Jingguang next to him stared at Yun Xianhe carefully, trying to make sure that he was just bleeding from a simple cut on the inner wall of his throat.

Yun Xianhe, who felt someone's eyes on him, looked up and asked in amusement:

"Isn't Mr. Guang going with them?"

"Are you okay?"

"Of course, it's just a simple scratch. Look, I'm fine now, right?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang was skeptical about this.

The other two people who were more carefree believed it.

Kenji Hagiwara simply poured a glass for Keimitsu Morifushi and handed it to him.

"Come on, Guang, cheers!"

"oh,"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who drank half the cup in one gulp, didn't notice anything at first.

But when the special taste of "Smoky Dream" spread in his mouth, his eyes widened instantly.

Remembering the last time he drank too much, Morofushi Keimitsu suddenly turned his head to look at Matsuda Jinpei who was pouring wine for others.

"Wait a moment,"

Before he could finish his sentence, he lost consciousness.

Yun Xianhe reached out quickly and protected the man before his entire face was buried in the spaghetti.

Kenji Hagiwara, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, was startled by Morifushi Keimitsu's sudden reaction.

After seeing that the other party was just drunk, he teased with some amusement:

"Come on, you're not the only one who gets drunk, are you?"

The person who was already completely drunk couldn't reply to him.

Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara looked at each other, smiled in tacit understanding, and then drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

So there were two more drunk people at the table.

Dr. Agasa, who had mixed half a cup, didn't know for a moment whether he should drink it.

Xiaolan and Yuanzi, who were sitting opposite each other, looked at each other and began to show some interest in the wine that Yun Xianhe brought out.

Is it really that intense?

Yuanzi took the wine jug and smelled it.

The elegant floral scent mixed with the strong fruity aroma hits you in the face, and the unique smell of alcohol is pitifully rare.

"Is this wine strong?"

The brave man was busy trying to get the two drunks to lean back on their chairs and not slide to the ground.

After hearing this question, he replied casually:

"It's not strong. I can drink three bottles by myself."

"Really?"

"Really, it's just that the three of them can't drink well."

Yuanzi was skeptical about Yun Xianhe's words.

But curiosity eventually prevailed.

The two girls came together and each poured a little to taste it.

After taking a bite, Yuanzi narrowed his eyes and exclaimed:

"It's delicious! What brand of wine is this?"

"We produce and sell our own products. 'Smoky Dreams', if you like it, Yuanzi, I'll give you a few bottles later."

"Yeah!"

As he said this, Yuanzi drank another half cup.

Seeing this, Dr. Agasa on the opposite side also began to taste it carefully.

So two minutes later, Yun Xianhe was the only sober adult left at the table besides the child.

The young detective team, who were enjoying their meal, were stunned for a moment when they saw everyone lying motionless on the table.

Conan, who was sitting next to Yun Xianhe, glanced at Dr. Agasa who finally slipped under the table, then looked at the person who was pouring him wine as if nothing had happened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Should we say that people’s physical constitutions cannot be generalized?

After realizing that they were just drunk, Kojima Genta patted his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was so scared that he thought everyone had fainted from food poisoning.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe was about to pour another glass, Conan quickly snatched the bottle from his hand:

"Brother Xianhe, you can't drink anymore!"

Otherwise, if everyone gets drunk, do they have to rely on these kids to take care of them? !

The restrained hero smiled slyly and took out another bottle.

The man who shook the bottle at Conan smiled brightly:

"Even if you take it away, I still have others here."

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